In the X era, in order to improve the living environment and obtain the necessary resources, a new profession was born among humans. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They spontaneously organize themselves and go deep into abandoned cities and deserted wilderness, relying on hunting zombies and mutated creatures, or completing tasks assigned by some forces to obtain rewards and rewards, and some of them can accumulate huge wealth and even expand into a major force.

This kind of adventurer similar to mercenaries and explorers, commonly known as "zombie hunters" or "zombie hunters", can be regarded as a respectable profession with both risks and benefits, and a quality of life far higher than that of ordinary people.

Zhao Qingjun is well-known in the circle of zombie hunters, Su Jiangchen had heard of his name when he was active around Suicheng a few years ago, but he had never met him. He was originally a police officer, and he was not a paranormal person. As an ordinary person, it is actually not easy to break through this fame, and it also reflects this person's extraordinaryness from the side.

It's just that the news about him is both positive and negative. The positive news is that he is brave in battle, courageous, and can stick a knife in the ribs of his comrades, while the negative news is that he is stubborn, ignorant of lifting, difficult to get along with, and arrogant.

From these news, Su Jiangchen can probably judge the character of this person, and then sketch his image in his heart, which is very similar to the real person he sees now.

Su Jiangchen himself is also a zombie hunter, and he is also the best among zombie hunters, faintly becoming an "idol-level" zombie hunter at the "legendary" level. Zhao Qingjun in his previous life must have heard of his name and his legendary shining experience, but now, both of them are still unknown ordinary people.

Zhao Qingjun is a talent, and Su Jiangchen naturally wants to tie him to his chariot. When he was about to step forward to talk, a policeman rushed to Zhao Qingjun excitedly and grabbed him by the collar.

This is a policeman in his 30s, half a head lower than Zhao Qingjun, and his body is much thinner than Zhao Qingjun. He grabbed his collar and wanted to pick Zhao Qingjun up, but it was only in vain to use all his strength, so he gave up decisively and roared at Zhao Qingjun viciously: "Zhao Qingjun, look at it, it is because you want to lead your brothers to rush out and violate the decision of the standby order, and kill so many people!" Lao Liu, Lao Ma, Xiao Jiang, Xiao Qin, and many others, they are all dead! You murderer! You are a grave dereliction of duty! You have to take responsibility for this! I'm going to report your crimes to my superiors and to the organization! ”

This person's name is Geng Bo, and he is Zhao Qingjun's deputy, and he is very dissatisfied with Zhao Qingjun's inflexibility and behavior, but he has been holding back, and he has also made many small actions behind his back, with little effect. This time, in front of Zhao Qingjun and many policemen, he accused him of dereliction of duty, which is undoubtedly even a tearing of his face, and he wants to fight to the death.

Zhao Qingjun had no time to think about it at this time, and he had no intention of fighting. Geng Bo's words hit him like a heavy punch in the heart, tearing apart his defenses. He looked around, and the surviving policemen stood around in disarray, with only 11 of them left, and a single battle had reduced them by two-thirds. The corpses of the dead policemen were horrific one by one, scattered with bones and broken flesh, some of the corpses had been gnawed away, and several corpses were torn into pieces, making it difficult to piece together a complete human form.

They all died because of my wrong orders!

Thinking of this, the tears in Zhao Qingjun's eyes could no longer be suppressed, and they rolled down his cheeks, choking and saying, "It's me, it's me who is sorry for them..."

"People are dead, what's the use of saying I'm sorry?!" Geng Bo continued to rub salt on Zhao Qingjun's wounds: "You have to be responsible!" ”

"I'll be responsible!" Zhao Qingjun nodded heavily, his voice hoarse and bitter: "It is our duty to protect the people, and it is my command mistake to rush out with everyone and cause so many deaths, but we should not be afraid of death, nor should we be unable to retreat." For all this, I will not regret it! ”

After speaking, this iron-clad man seemed to have suddenly aged 10 years, he nodded at Su Jiangchen, thanked him silently, and then picked up the bodies of the two policemen, turned around and walked towards the substation. His steps were slow and heavy, and every step seemed to exhaust all his strength, and he was overwhelmed and often swayed, making people think that he could fall at any moment. The street lamp stretched his shadow very long, and the whole picture seemed extremely bleak and lonely.

The other policemen also picked up the bodies of their colleagues and followed their captain, walking inside without a word.

In the end, Geng Bo was left standing alone, and it seemed that he was unpopular in the bureau. He stomped his feet hatefully, rolled his eyes in a daze, and walked in with him.

He didn't notice that Su Jiangchen's gaze was looking at him with a cold killing intent.

In the fierce battle just now, Su Jiangchen still had the strength to observe the situation in the audience.

Among the many policemen, in addition to Zhao Qingjun, Geng Bo is another person who catches his attention. Not because of how brave and fearless he was, but because he had been wandering on the periphery of the battle circle, when Su Jiangchen and the others arrived, there were clear signs that the situation was not good and that they had slipped away, and then when they saw the situation reversed, they pretended to stand closer. Such a person naturally couldn't leave any good impression on Su Jiangchen.

What's more, Su Jiangchen saw a wound on his shoulder. The wound was not deep, about 5 centimeters long, and blood was still oozing outward. If he hadn't done it himself, he had been scratched by a zombie, which almost certainly meant that he was infected and would have turned into a zombie.

According to Su Jiangchen's experience in his previous life, the time to be infected and mutated by zombies ranged from a few minutes to a few days, which was related to the degree of infection and the person's immunity, but in any case, in his own eyes, this person could already be equated with zombies.

Su Jiangchen's eyes were even more murderous, and he whispered, "Let's go in and have a look", and walked in with Wang Yilan and Duan Xue.

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When Zhao Qingjun rushed out with the police, he carried the hope of more than 50 people to survive. At that time, they gave the police the most warm and sincere encouragement, cheering and applause.

The people who stayed in the precinct noticed that as soon as they left the yard, the police started a fierce confrontation with the zombies. None of them had the courage to get closer, so they could only watch from a distance through the glass, and what was happening on the battlefield could not be seen in the dim light of the streetlights.

A 20-minute battle, which seemed like a century to them, finally waited for the police to come back.

Seeing the number of police officers returning, the bodies in their arms, and the expressions of sadness, frustration, sadness, and fear on their faces, they knew that the policemen's attempt to open a way to escape, or bring back some food, ended in failure.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Like a fragile bubble, the hope of life is easily shattered by the ruthless reality, and instead of generating due emotions such as sympathy, sadness, and gratitude, people's hearts become disappointed, angry, and resentful.

They thought about what had happened in the morning, and thought that if it weren't for the persistent insistence of these policemen on not letting them go, maybe they would have been in a safe place by now, and their situation would be countless times better than now.

At a time when the police officers needed comfort and encouragement the most, they were greeted with a storm of accusations, insults, doubts, and distrust.